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empty 01:57
I got seven Mac-11's, about eight .38's Nine 9's, ten Mac-10's the shits never end You can't touch my riches Even if you had MC Hammer and them 357 bitches Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht The two weed spots, the two hot Glocks Huh, that's how I got the weed spot I shot dread in the head, took the bread and the Lambsbread Lil' Gotti got the shotty to your body So don't resist or you might miss Christmas I tote guns, I make number runs I give MCs the runs dripping When I throw my clip in the AK, I slay from far away Everybody hit the D-E-C-K My slow flows remarkable, peace to Matteo Now we smoke weed like Tony Montana sniff the yayo That's crazy blunts, mad L's My voice excels from the avenue to jail cells Oh my God I'm dropping shit like a pigeon I hope you're listening, smacking babies at they christening So you better grab your pistol Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill And I'm talking 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it? Sadat said fuck it, you got a gun, nigga bust it Cause I got mo' shots to pop ya Big Poppa, breaking you off something proper Signing off is the hardcore rap singer AKA crack slinger, bring it any time Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on
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Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I’m like, "Eh" Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I’m like, "Eh" Two letter text, translation: next Skip that rerun like ya see one Seen ‘em all get eh Have you the slightest I.D. why? You’re so trifling Second I see you coming I’m teeth sucking like, eh My voice, eh See my reflection, eh Invited, excited, eh, eh Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I’m like, "Eh" Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I must confess, I’m like, "Eh" No one’s ever seen me feel shit but eh Lil’ bits of eh gleaming, like Piss Christ Cover me like skintight Why my rep is like why they might be right I’m kinda sketch, I might Shoot a glance at the desperate like Then I forget shit like Death Grips, like eh I wave them off, I wave them in Gotta flake, I fuck ‘em off ‘cause I ain’t them I’m like, "Eh" Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I’m like, "Eh" Who you think you are? Fucks like, "Do you know who I am?" Fucks fail to understand I’m like, "Eh" My approach like I’m ghost-like I’m out of focus ‘cause I’m coated with the most stripes Late movement on my trajectory Anomalous like entropy Make all things perforated They apply iodine to trace this, I’m like, "Eh" Posse up steadily feel your void split, I’m like... Posse up steadily feel your void split, I’m like..."Eh"
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blu 01:41
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sumtimes 02:18
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you 02:14
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I can't forget it Though I've tried I know you regret it, love You told me so many times But I still wonder Why You left with her And left me behind Take your hands off him Cause he's the only one that I have ever loved And please don't find her skin When you turn the lights off I can't erase it From my mind I just replay it, love Think of it all of the time But I don't want to imagine Words you spoke to her that night Naked bodies look like porcelain You both knew I'd be bleeding inside

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released October 21, 2017

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